Chapter 342: Don’t Understand Love and Cherish Jade
Nantian Palace, sixty-sixth floor.
On the balcony in front of Ning Daoran's cave, a group of major cultivators gathered together to drink spiritual tea.
"Have you two decided?"
Ning Daoran looked up at the two people in front of him and asked lightly.
"Exactly."
Sui Xuan said with determination in his eyes: "I have been making elixirs for hundreds of years but I have yet to be able to advance to the middle stage of the golden elixir. If I continue like this, I am afraid that the rest of my time will be wasted. Instead of doing this, it is better to go to the border battlefield and give it a try, and maybe you can get a middle stage of the Golden Core."
"What Fellow Daoist Sui said is true!"
Huang Yihan. He smiled and said: "What's more, the border battlefield is very stalemate now. If our Xia Kingdom loses on the border, we people will naturally no longer be able to enjoy the peace of Kunpeng Immortal City. Huang went here for himself, and secondly because he wanted to To give a sigh of relief to the Xia Kingdom’s immortal world, the Sangyu Kingdom is already fighting at its doorstep, so why not fight?”
“The two Taoists have great ambitions!”
Ning Daoran nodded and smiled: "In this case, this pot of spiritual tea will be for the two of you. I hope that Fellow Daoist Huang and Fellow Daoist Sui will win the border battle and gain a lot."
"Thank you!"
Sui Xuan and Huang Yihan raised their glasses and drank at the same time.
Besides, Nangong Rou's bright eyes were as bright as water, and she stroked her temples with her left hand. She said with a bright smile: "If that's the case, only Daoist fellow Ning and I are left here. The two fellow daoists are not here, maybe It will be a lot lonely, but fellow Daoist Ning, don’t worry, I will be with you.”
She looked away with a smile on her lips.
"Hmph~~"
Ning Daoran smiled lightly and said, "Ning, thank you Taoist Nangong first."
The others smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
“Fellow Daoist Ning.”
The corner of Sui Xuan’s mouth moved slightly and he said through the voice: “I don’t know if I can come back after I leave. If there really is something wrong... …I hope fellow Taoist Ning can correct me My bamboo moon shines through my house. She is quite talented, a little better than me as a father. If Ning Daoran likes her, she might as well become a Taoist companion or take her as a maid. In short... I'm begging you! ”
"What did Fellow Daoist Sui say?"
Ning Daoran replied through the same message: "Fellow Daoist Sui is a great monk in the early stage of Jindan. There are mainly foundation-building monks on the border battlefield. I have a message to return to Fellow Daoist. Can you listen?"
"Oh?"
Sui Xuan's eyes lit up: "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."
"Don't take any chances on the battlefield. There is always a fight. When you are on the battlefield, fellow Taoists must remember to avoid the real and attack the weak, and do not pursue the weak enemies. The monks of the Sangyu Kingdom are cunning and must not fall into the opponent's trap. My suggestion is to kill the opponent's lone Foundation Establishment. , and it is necessary to use long-range magic weapons to kill, run away after killing, and stop when you are ready. In this way, you will continue to accumulate military exploits, and the benefits that Sui Taoist Brother will get in the end will not be too little. "
"Okay."
Sui Xuan nodded and smiled: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Ning, for what you said. I will remember it!"
Ning Daoran smiled and continued to sip tea.
Soon after, Huang Yihan moved his lips slightly and said: "Friend Daoist Ning, be careful of Nangong Rou. This woman is naturally charming and is good at confusing male monks with her beauty. It is said that many of them lived in Nan Gong Rou before. Heavenly The monk was deceived, and at first he was deceived into poverty, and at worst he fought for this woman, and finally lost his life. "
"Thank you Daoyou Huang for reminding me, Ning must remember it!"
"That's very good."
Huang Yihan said: "It's not that Huang is jealous of Ning Daoyou for being accompanied by a beauty. It's really that Nangong Rou's reputation is unpalatable. A man like Ning Daoyou should not be disgraced. In the hands of this kind of woman"
"Ning Mouzhi. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist!" I hope that Fellow Daoist Huang's trip goes smoothly and he returns safely. Don't forget the transaction agreement between you and me. Ning is still waiting for those five puppets!"
"Okay! , Huang must be sure!”
……
night.
The army of monks in the city set off. In order to avoid being attacked by the monks from the Sangyu Kingdom, the monks who set off from Kunpeng Immortal City were personally led by Chen Liang, the great elder of Nantian Palace. Thousands of them came in a mighty or flying boat. Either flying under the light, or walking with a weapon, when Ning Daoran looked up, he only felt that there were meteors dragging their tails in the sky and passing by. This scene made him quite emotional.
The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, making the stars like rain.
The artistic conception of the ancients is profound and truly fascinating.
As a result, the middle and high-level officials of Nantian Palace suddenly became much quieter. Ning Daoran did not think too much, and prepared to return to the cave for retreat again and continue to study the art of unifying the five elements.
"Tsk, tsk!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the distance, and a figure stepped on the sword light with his hands behind him and slowly rose into the sky, reaching the parallel height of the sixty-sixth floor. A young, early-stage Jindan swordsman with a rather handsome appearance.
Liu Xinyuan, a casual cultivator, has met Ning Daoran, Huang Yihan and others several times before.
“Even early-stage Jindan monks like Sui Xuan, who are not good at fighting, went to the border battlefield to kill the enemy. I didn’t expect Master Ning to be so patient. Could it be that the dignified middle-stage Jindan? Are you really afraid of those monks from Sangyu Kingdom?"
Liu Xinyuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I'm going to the border battlefield now. Will Master Ning go with me?"
"Everyone has his own ambitions, why would Fellow Daoist Liu say something sarcastic?"
Ning Daoran looked coldly and sneered: "In places where Fellow Daoist Liu can't see, Ning may not have killed fewer monks from the Sangyu Kingdom than you. "
"Oh?"
Liu Xinyuan couldn't help but laugh: "Is it because Master Ning can't live up to his reputation? I just made up these lies to save myself some face? In fact, there is no need. Even in front of Fairy Nangong, I have no intention of ridiculing Master Ning. I just say what I want to say. I feel that Master Ning is like this. We shouldn’t just hide in the city during the middle stage of Jindan.”
“Liu Xinyuan, are you done yet?”
Nangong Rou stood up, her beautiful eyes filled with anger: "Master Ning is the formation master hired by Xiancheng. He refines several third-level formations for Xiancheng every year. These formations kill countless enemies on the battlefield. Just you, Liu Xinyuan, ? How can you have so many military exploits even if your head is broken?”
"Look, Fairy Nangong is turning pale again..." Liu Xinyuan laughed and said, "Okay, I'll leave now, and you two can continue to enjoy a peaceful life in the fairy city."
With that said, Liu Xinyuan flew away into the sky with the light of his sword.
“This person’s popularity is small, so don’t argue with him.”
Nangong Rou said softly: "It's cold outside. Can I be lucky enough to enter the Taoist friend's cave to have a cup of tea and talk about a business with the Taoist friend by the way."
"Business?"
Ning Daoran nodded and said: "Okay, let's talk in the cave."
...
In the cave, the spiritual energy is dense.
Nangongrou made a pot of tea with her own hands. She stood in front of the coffee table, her body sank slightly, and her pink-carved face and long snow-white neck were clearly visible. At the same time, the clothes on her chest felt a bit heavy. This kind of genuine product is really lethal. It's huge, coupled with the charm that Nangong Rou exudes with every frown and smile, it is naturally extremely difficult for ordinary men to resist.
"People like Liu Xinyuan, hum..."
Nangongrou stepped forward, leaned next to Ning Daoran and poured tea for him, and at the same time put his other hand on the other person's shoulder. , whispered softly in Ning Daoran's ear: "He, a casual cultivator who has been struggling in the mud, has a very wild temperament and only has a little temper. Don't take his words seriously. I think you should stay in the city to practice." , refining for the fairy city Formation, this will be more conducive to the situation of our Xia Kingdom's border battle."
She whispered softly: "Also, I promised to refine a third-level low-grade formation for me last time. Why did your enemy forget about this? Do I have to remind you again and again?"
As she said that, she sat on Ning Daoran's lap, and the clothes on her chest slipped down. Most of it is white.
‘You’re such a cunning old man! '
Ning Daoran secretly cursed, and in an instant, his body retreated, and he escaped from Nangong Rou's grasp like a loach. At the same time, he said calmly: "Xiaobai, see the guest off."
“Yes, Young Master!”
Xiao Bai rushed over, and the aura of the late Golden Elixir burst out all over his body!
“Huh?!”
Nangong Rou was just a late-stage foundation-builder, but she was completely suppressed by Xiaobai's spiritual pressure in an instant. Then she was picked up by Xiaobai like a little chicken and thrown out of the cave with a "swish" sound. .
Ning Daoran played the magic formula and locked the door of the cave.
“Ning Daoran!”
Outside, Nangong Rou’s shameful and angry scolding came: “I, Nangong Rou, have never been so humiliated in my life, very good, very good… This huge Kunpeng Fairy City I have ignored the pursuit of many handsome young men, but you are so unsympathetic to me. Ning Daoran, please remember today’s humiliation!”
She was so angry! Out of breath.
"Hmph!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed through Xiaobai's beautiful eyes: "This woman is so humiliating to the young master, do you want me to teach her a lesson?"
"No need."
Ning Daoran shook his head : "Monks are not allowed to kill each other in Kunpeng Immortal City. I don't want to cause any trouble. After today's humiliation, Nangong Rou will definitely not do it again."
"Okay, all slaves will listen to the master."
"I'm going to retreat. You and Laolu will guard the cave."
"Yes, I obey!"
"Ouch~~"
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< br>Ning Daoran began to retreat again, specializing in the integration of the five elements.
One year has passed in the blink of an eye.
The way of unifying the five elements has made some progress, but it is still far from the power of the five elements.
Within a year, news continued to come from distant battlefields. The monks from the two camps of Xia Kingdom and Sangyu Kingdom continued to fight, turning the east coast into a blood-stained battlefield.
On this day, Ning Daoran occasionally went out to get some fresh air.
“Senior Ning!”
Outside the balcony guardrail, a young man on the ninth level of Qi Refining stepped on a flying sword, holding a stack of newspaper reports, and said: "The new batch of death lists have been released. Senior Ning, do you want to take a look?"
" Okay, give me one.”
Ning Daoran popped out ten spiritual stones.
Not far away, Nangong Rou also walked out of the cave, looking at Ning Daoran with somewhat resentful eyes.
“Boy Zhang, is there a winner on the border battlefield?” Nangong Rou asked.
"Not yet."
The Qi practitioner boy's eyes swept over Nangongrou's pretty face, neck, chest, waist, hips and legs one by one. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his face turned a little red. Said: "Fairy Nangong, the two sides are currently fighting very hard. It’s fierce, and a lot of monk power has been put into it. I think the winner will only be determined in the next few years.”
“Huh~~”
Nangong Rou leaned on the railing and looked out, and it became more and more obvious. The charming young man's face turned even redder.
Ning Daoran opened the Di newspaper, glanced at the list of the dead in this batch, and saw a line of text in it.
Liu Xinyuan is a sword cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.
(End of this chapter)